So, the next day was Saturday. I had planned to go on a cafe date with Jake. We were going to Starbucks, but it didn't quite matter.
That day, I was wearing my white sweater with the pink heart in the center, my maroon skinny jeans, and my superman converse. I rode my bike to the corner Starbucks and looked around for Jake. He wasn't there, so I decided to sit down and wait for him. After half an hour, he still hadn't shown up, so I pulled out my phone from my pocket and was looking for his contact, when I saw them
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He was here. With a girl. I was sure it wasn't his sister, it couldn't have been. It couldn't have been an other family member either, he told me all about his family and I told him about mine. I mean, it had to be......No. It wouldn't even....It was true.
He was here with another girl. He was cheating.
I guess I was crying, because I felt hot tears fall down my face. I let out some sort of scream/squeal. Jake turned and saw me. I ran out and rode my bike in some direction. I had no idea where I was heading, but I had to get away.
As I was running out, I'm pretty sure I saw Jake chasing after me in the corner of my eye. Eventually, I found a library. I parked my bike in front and went inside.
I went to the Teen's section and went into the emptiest corner. I sat and hugged my knees. I slid the sleeve of my sweater up to my palm and wiped up my tears and dripping mascara. I sat there, crying like that for a few minutes, until someone tapped on my shoulder.
{Author's Note: Who was it? Cara? Jake? Who do you think? We'll find out....}
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Fly (A Romance Story)
RomanceEmily Taras is an average teenage girl who gets bullied every day by Cara Jones. She thinks her life is miserable, but later on, she realizes, that a baby bird has the potential to fly, it just needs to embrace it. She just needed to fly.
